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Tentative Last Chapter

Hello! ^_^ The idea for this book started a long time ago, I think back in 2004. It has been a work in progress since then. Two months ago, I had the strong urge to write a chapter for it and as I was writing, I had a feeling it’s the last chapter to the book. It’s a very rough draft but I hope you’ll still like it (Note: The last line sounds really corny to me so if you feel the same, don’t hesitate to agree :P) ^_^

Love is when the heart speaks
and when our eyes truly see
Love is when our laugh rings true
and when the heart is finally free

I saw a glint of recognition in his eyes, the first time we met. My world stopped and now I know why. That was the day his heart spoke and mine answered.

Jacob stirred in his sleep and interrupted Lana’s thoughts. This here, this is perfection. Lana resumed thinking as she bent her head and tenderly kissed Jacob’s forehead.

“Hey you,” Jacob slowly opened his eyes. He reached up his right hand and tenderly caressed Lana’s cheek. For the first time in his life he found meaning, here in this dream of dreams. He had found love, despite all the odds. He still wasn’t sure what the future held. He may be utterly, irrevocably in-love but this is still life. And life, with all its twists and turns, is volatile.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Lana asked.

Jacob crinkled his nose and almost burst out laughing. “No one really says that these days.”

“Says you,” Lana replied as she stuck her tongue out at him.

Jacob laughed as he got up from her lap. He sat beside her and gently pulled her to him for a hug. He kissed her temple and felt right, with himself and with the world. “Life may be volatile but love will keep us safe,” he thought resolutely. Through all the arguments, bickering, and misunderstanding there will also always be hope, trust and unwavering faith in what we have. Our love; it may not be the stuff of legends nor as great as a Shakespearean drama but it is ours.

Lana smile at him and began to gather all their picnic stuff. With a sigh, he stood up and started to help her. Lana touched his arm and look at him, concerned.

“Seriously Jake, what’s wrong?”

He mussed her hair and kissed her cheek. “Seriously Lans, nothing. I guess I just don’t want this day to end yet. I know I’m being mushy but come on, don’t you think we deserve at least one whole day together? Just you and me, no interruptions.”

Lana smiled and thoughtfully examined the ruffled edges of the picnic basket. “I think we need a new basket,”

Jacob rolled his eyes. Here he was being a total cheese ball and she was worried about the state of her picnic basket?

Lana grinned and winked at him. “Our days together will never end Jake, not now-not ever. This is just the beginning.”

My scattered thoughts

Love is when the heart speaks

and when our eyes truly see.

Love is when our laugh rings true

and when the heart is finally free.

Love is but a whisper of a beautiful memory, but a sigh of a single tear. Love is everything there is and everything there is not. Love is the biggest adventure life can ever give, as well as the scariest.

Love comes only once in our lives. Grab it, never let it go. It will change your life in ways you have never imagined and bring you to places you’ve only seen in dreams.

Bits and Pieces

As lethargy descends upon me, I reach for a pen and a piece of paper and jot down what has been trying to escape from my mind. The words begin to tumble, as if a dog unleashed on a field after a decade of confinement. I fear that my hands are not that fast to catch up with what is spilling out of my thoughts. I know there is a story somewhere..a story of Lana and her journey…a story about Jacob…

Who are they? I myself have no idea but so far this is what they wanted to tell me, in all its unedited glory:

I saw a glint of recognition in his eyes, the first time we met. I don’t know why but my world stopped. He looked as if he knew me very well but thought I only existed in dreams – until the day I got in from the mall’s parking lot and our eyes met. I wanted to stare, to hold his gaze; but something held me back. Something inside told me to act indifferent. He kept looking. He kept looking as if by doing so he will be able to reach my soul. Finally I looked, then a goddess came and took his arm. He had to turn away, what choice did he have? She was real but with a dream like, ethereal really, beauty while I was a dream but with average looks. Things went back to normal. My world started spinning again.

Lana has the knack of picking the right kind of gift to give someone; a friend, a family member or even the family pet. She’s quite the natural, gifted you could say. She gives great advice as well. Her friends, even her own mother, have been blessed enough to know this. But for all her intuitions & empathy there is one thing Lana lacked. An itch she can’t scratch and it has burned a hole in her heart & dimmed the fire in her soul. Yes, for all Lana’s kindness, she is the most uncontent person in the world. All because she does not really know what she wants. As simple as it may sound to most people, knowing what she really wants is as complicated to Lana as a spider’s web.

Jacob. Even his name sounds surreal. Formal and familiar at the same time. It did sound quite out of place in such a trivial environment but I like the way it feels in my mouth. I can say it over and over and over again without getting tired – Jacob, Jacob…Jacob! Oh what a lovely name! How my lips enjoy forming that name while my tongue strongly followed suit to give voice to the sound. It already feels that it belongs to me; a name that was made to be uttered by my lips alone. I own his name, I wonder what he owns of mine?

I saw a glint of recognition in his eyes, the first time we met. My world stopped and now I know why. That was the day his heart spoke & mine answered.

Is it really possible to look at something & not feel anything? No sadness, no joy, no yearning. Not even a hint of tenderness even when you recall an event related to it. The absence of feelings. I never thought it possible but then again, never is such a strong word.